Gimme More (Intro)
I'm one in a milli
I'm far from these niggas
So pass me the chaser
And pour me some liquor
Go hard on these haters
I snap like a gator
Right now I'm the mayor
The prince of Kolahun,
Boy I'm in form don't touch me my nigga,
Chasing me long
Can't get to a nigga
They hating
The boy still counting the papers
So roll me a migos
I'm ready to take off
The beast is out
Get your weapons out
I won't go back
So figure it out
Got tricks and cheats
I won't retreat
She know what she wants
That's here with me
The man of year
Papa God got me
So nothing I fear
And I don't care if these niggas bring an army
Just to harm me
OMG
I'm the prince
I got royalty
Running through the veins
Flows insane, Carol Baskin
I murder every beat
Nigga take a seat
I'm on the third peat
Sshhh!!
When I speak
I bring the heat
They slacking weak
I stay neat
They dirty sweep
I got the vision they don't see
But they hate me
From the west side where you watch friends with the left eye
From the west side where the politicians live the best lives
Hold your heads high
My people the struggle will pass by
The sun will shine
My people will rise
I pray for long life
So
I want my flowers today
Not when I'm down in the grave
Positive energy here
If not stay far away
I swear ima give you the same
Make magic like David Blaine
I just wanna make a name
Want you remember my name
So gimme more
I'm far from these niggas
So pass me the chaser
And pour me some liquor
Go hard on these haters
I snap like a gator
Right now I'm the mayor
The prince of Kolahun,
Boy I'm in form don't touch me my nigga,
Chasing me long
Can't get to a nigga
They hating
The boy still counting the papers
So roll me a migos
I'm ready to take off
The beast is out
Get your weapons out
I won't go back
So figure it out
Got tricks and cheats
I won't retreat
She know what she wants
That's here with me
The man of year
Papa God got me
So nothing I fear
And I don't care if these niggas bring an army
Just to harm me
OMG
I'm the prince
I got royalty
Running through the veins
Flows insane, Carol Baskin
I murder every beat
Nigga take a seat
I'm on the third peat
Sshhh!!
When I speak
I bring the heat
They slacking weak
I stay neat
They dirty sweep
I got the vision they don't see
But they hate me
From the west side where you watch friends with the left eye
From the west side where the politicians live the best lives
Hold your heads high
My people the struggle will pass by
The sun will shine
My people will rise
I pray for long life
So
I want my flowers today
Not when I'm down in the grave
Positive energy here
If not stay far away
I swear ima give you the same
Make magic like David Blaine
I just wanna make a name
Want you remember my name
So gimme more
Credits
Writer(s): Moses Massaquoi, Jr
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